Lord Grinling’s wife. A lovely and shy creature, and she talks ever so posh.
Now.
She didn’t always talk like a lady, though.
The wedding was strange. The bride was completely silent. Instead of saying “I do,” she simply nodded her head.
In the privacy of their honeymoon suite, the elocution lessons began, as follows:
“What is this?”
“Coo, an ‘at, sir!”
“It is a hat. A hat. And… don’t call me sir.”
To this day, no one knows where Lord Grinling’s bride came from. She won’t talk about her past.
Well, one person knows precisely where Lady Grinling came from. Lady Atherton knows that Lady Grinling was once Dorrie Scubbers, a kitchen maid at Atherton Manor.
Lord Grinling would not like this to become general knowledge.
Not at all.